...Forever (COMPLETED)

Mowen

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING
CLARY POV
     I was in my room. It was so cold now for some reason. I was wrapped around a knitted blanket, staring at the wall. I had my red hair in s braid. I just stared at my wall. Never in my life have I ever felt so lost. Of all the pain I've ever felt. My dad leaving me. Jace leaving me, seeing Jace again, Jace leaving me again. Of all the pain that I've endured....the most painful one was definitely losing my daughter. And now all I wanted to do was crawl into Jace's arm and have him kiss me. But there's no way in hell thats happening.

MAX POV
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It was eighth grade graduation party. I was nervously waiting next to the table filled with cupcakes and other sweets. I waited for Max. Did she set me up? As I was waiting I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see the Nightmare that haunts me at night. Owen. "Max..." he says.
"Stop it! Get away from me!" Owen stares at me, his expression had turned glum.
"Max," He whispers softly.
"Max," I whip around and see Jace.
"Oh....uh....h-hi..." i stutter.
"We're leaving for dinner," Jace says in a monotone voice. He's been acting like a broken doll ever since he broke up with Clary. He's just......blank... nothing ever excites him anymore, nothing makes him happy, or sad. Not even when church died! He barley shed a tear!
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    It was the most uncomfortable dinner I've ever had. Max and Owen both stared at me. I was so confused with myself, and with them that i couldn't even process anything anyone said to me. I just wanted this confusing nightmare to end!  I was sitting on the bench outside the restaurant, I needed some air. I felt like I was suffocating in there. "Max," Owen whispers. I look up at him in angry frustration.
      "What?!" I ask in rage. Owen stares at me. He then grabs my head and pulls me closer to him, smashing my lips to his. I tense up, not knowing what to do. Emotions were blasting through me in every direction. I shove him away, staring at him, waiting for him to explain himself. We vowed never to do anything incestuous again. Not even three months in and he's breaking that vow.
"Max....i love you," Owen whispers. I shake my head at him.
"I hate you," my whole body was burning with it. Burning with hate towards the person in front of me.
"Max," Owen says again.
"Shut up! I don't want to listen to you! Why can't you just listen to me and leave me the hell alone!" I yell as I storm off.

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I knock on Owen's door. I had to apologize to him. I didn't mean anything I had said yesterday. His mother opens the door.
"Oh! Hi Max! What can I help you with?" I smile at aunt Janice.
"Is owen here?" I ask. Aunt Janice frown.
"Oh, no honey, he left last night after graduation. He's spending a whole year in Rome with his dad as a student exchange student," she says. My heart dropped. "I thought he would've told you," she says.
"Oh....uh....yeah, he uh...he did I just....i kinda forgot, sorry," I mumble.
"It's ok sweetie," aunt Janice says with a smile. I nod and turn around and walk home. He left because of me....I should be happy he's gone...if the drug is in another continent you won't get addicted......but the addiction is still there! Now I'm just far away from the drug, and it is frustrating as hell!